Battle Through the Heavens: Harmony of Flame and Shadow

A beam of light shot up to the sky from within the vortex, piercing through the clouds. Within that beam, a gigantic white dragon seemed to soar, its roar echoing for miles. This magnificent sight was clearly visible even from the entire White Dragon Hill.

"Since I've taken the opportunity of this continent, let me give something back to the people."

Watching the commotion in the sky, Jiang Yun murmured. The commotion here wasn't small; it wouldn't take long for people to arrive. This could be considered the opportunity he was offering to the people of this continent, having taken the most precious treasure from it.

This unintentional act didn't bother Jiang Yun. He shook his head, transformed into a stream of light, and dived straight into the enormous vortex of light.

Surrounded by shifting light and shadow, the scenery in front of him changed with chaotic spatial fluctuations. When the brightness returned, he found himself in a different world.

"The White Dragon Supreme's understanding of space is quite remarkable!" Jiang Yun commented casually as he sensed the surrounding space.

In front of him lay a vast, fiery-red magma lake, and at that moment, he was standing on a massive stone platform in the middle of the lake.

The Great Thousand World is a convergence of countless dimensions, with an incredibly stable space. On the Dou Qi continent, a Dou Zong can manipulate spatial forces, but in the Great Thousand World, even those in the Transcendent realm can't move space an inch.

Only those above the Eighth Pin Supreme can begin to comprehend the way of space and tear through it. Although the White Dragon Supreme was a top-tier expert in his dimension, after ascending to the Great Thousand World, he should be below the Eighth Pin Supreme. To be able to carve out this space with less than Eighth Pin Supreme's power revealed his remarkable spatial abilities.

But this only made Jiang Yun pause briefly. Ignoring the surrounding spiritual items, he slowly advanced deeper into the treasure trove.

Gradually, the scenery around him changed; clusters of stone palaces and corridors began to appear, indicating that he was approaching the heart of the treasure trove.

However, this wasn't Jiang Yun's goal. Soon, he arrived above a sparsely vegetated desert.

At the center of this desert was an enormous black basin, around which stood colossal black pillars, each towering thousands of feet. Vague patterns were visible on some of them, though they had become somewhat blurry with time.

A mysterious aura permeated the entire massive basin. Under this aura, even the spiritual energy in the area became tranquil, as if unable to resist the oppressive aura. This was the aura of the White Dragon Supreme, a symbol of supremacy.

Gazing at the countless towering black pillars in the basin, Jiang Yun suddenly waved his hand, releasing a stream of spiritual light. The mysterious black pillars in the basin responded, flickering faintly with light.

"Buzz!"

The entire world seemed to dim at this moment; the ubiquitous spiritual energy became chaotic, fog began to rise, and streams of spiritual energy converged towards this direction.

Within the colossal black basin, the towering black pillars emanated faint glimmers. As the light emerged, mysterious lines appeared on the black pillars, moving like living creatures and intertwining in the massive basin, forming a super light curtain of thousands of feet, covering the basin.

Ripples spread across the light curtain, and bright light condensed into a vague shadow.

The shadow gradually became clear, revealing a tall and slender figure in white robes with flowing white hair, yet with youthful and handsome features. His white eyes lacked pupils, making him appear exceptionally strange.

This white-robed figure sat quietly in the center of the light curtain, with light chaining around him like a roaring white dragon.

This was the remnant spirit left behind by the White Dragon Supreme, the target of Jiang Yun's quest.

The shadow slowly raised its head, its white eyes gazing at Jiang Yun. A trace of bewilderment flashed in its eyes before it solemnly spoke, "With your strength, you should have no interest in my treasure trove. What brings you here?"

The White Dragon Supreme, with only fragments of his spirit remaining, couldn't sense any aura from Jiang Yun. Yet, he knew that anyone who could reach this place was no ordinary person.

Jiang Yun's strength was likely far superior to what he had in life, perhaps even reaching the level of the legendary Earth Supreme.

Such a powerful being wouldn't covet his treasure. At the same time, solving his homeland's crisis was beyond him, leaving the White Dragon Supreme disappointed.

Jiang Yun, looking at the residual spirit, said lightly, "I want the Great Sumeru Demon Pillar and the method to reach your homeland."

The coordinates of the White Dragon Supreme's dimension were known not only to the White Dragon Supreme but also to the Black Dragon Supreme of the Dragon Demon Palace. Jiang Yun chose the White Dragon Supreme's treasure because it contained something of significant value.

The Great Sumeru Demon Pillar, forged by the combined forces of the White Dragon dimension, held immense value. When Mu Chen ascended to the Great Ruler in the future, he could use it as a material to forge a Great Ruler-level weapon, showcasing its potential.

Since this supreme artifact's raw material was within reach, Jiang Yun wouldn't let it slip by.

"Since senior desires it, I have no reason to refuse," the White Dragon Supreme stated. Without much thought or resistance, he scattered a stream of spiritual light.

"Buzz!!!"

A thread of spiritual light surged into the basin, and the ground trembled slightly before increasing in intensity as the stone pillars shattered.

Among the shattered black pillars, one last pillar, partially broken, remained standing. Dark red patterns began to surface on its surface, emitting a murderous aura.

A sea of blood in the sky began to distort as if space itself was on the verge of shattering.

"No wonder it's a weapon forged by the combined forces of a dimension. Such fierce power rivals even sacred treasures," Jiang Yun could not help but comment, impressed by the inherent power of the Great Sumeru Demon Pillar. The White Dragon dimension's inhabitants couldn't harness its full potential.

In the hands of a master craftsman in the Great Thousand World, this could become a peerless sacred weapon, a master of slaughter.

"Boom~~~"

With a final explosion, the twisted space hit its limit and shattered like a falling mirror, unleashing a violent spatial wave accompanied by vortexes.

An overwhelming murderous aura burst forth, and a blood-red light filled the world. At the source of this murderous aura was a pitch-black demon pillar—the ancient Great Sumeru Demon Pillar, once a sacred object of the Saint Dragon Sect, later refined into a deadly weapon by countless souls.

"Senior, I hope you will treat this well. If you reach the legendary Heaven Supreme in the future, please save the countless beings of my birth dimension."

As the Great Sumeru Demon Pillar revealed its true form, the White Dragon Supreme's spirit seemed to reach its end, beginning to dissipate. A white spiritual pearl merged into the Great Sumeru Demon Pillar, calming its fierce aura, sealing the sea of bloodlust.

"Fate is predestined. Although I came here for the dimensional spirit, the beings of the White Dragon dimension will be saved. Your initial intent in creating the Great Sumeru Demon Pillar will be fulfilled."

With a wave, the Great Sumeru Demon Pillar reached Jiang Yun's hand. He remarked softly, glanced beyond the space, and transformed into a stream of light.

"White Dragon Hill has a treasure trove; hurry, brothers!"

"Such rare treasures in the trove, it's a goldmine!"

"Stop marveling and start grabbing. First come, first served!"

"These are mine; don't you dare take them!"

Outside the Supreme Treasure Trove, numerous adventurers had been drawn by the commotion and rushed through unstable space pathways into the trove.

Within the trove, only the Great Sumeru Demon Pillar and the dimensional coordinates of the White Dragon dimension caught Jiang Yun's eye. Unmoved by the rest, he left the trove's treasures for the opportunists.

On a desolate mountain, Jiang Yun held a white luminous pearl in his palm. The pearl, surrounded by flowing white light, contained a coiled white dragon whose low roar seemed to vibrate the air.

This was the White Dragon Spiritual Pearl left by the White Dragon Supreme, containing part of his spirit and the coordinates of the White Dragon dimension.

Jiang Yun's powerful soul force easily broke the seal. Streams of white light shot forth, changing the scenery. White mist dispersed, revealing mountains and rivers, forming a vast world.

Jiang Yun seemed to stand above the clouds, overlooking this unfamiliar world. Suddenly, a blood-red tide appeared at the world's end, rolling forward, devouring countless beings in its path.

Even the various energies in the world were engulfed by the blood-red tide. Numerous figures rose to resist futilely, unable to alter the outcome.

Desperate screams filled the world as it descended into a terrifying apocalypse. The blood-red tide consumed all life in this once-living world, leaving it destroyed.

Amidst the tide, blood-red shadows appeared, monstrous beings with red scales, exuding evil.

"This is my homeland, invaded by extraterrestrial demons. I hope senior, if given a chance, can save the countless beings."

The distant shadow of the White Dragon Supreme spoke, emitting white light, which turned into thumb-sized white dragon markings.

One dragon mark floated in the air, wiggling before reaching Jiang Yun's hand. Infused with spiritual power, the dragon mark came alive, its head turning like a compass, pointing accurately.

"Southwest, is it?"

Jiang Yun glanced at the direction, murmured softly, and vanished into the void, leaving the Northern Cang Continent behind.

Northernmost of the Great Thousand World.

Thousands of years ago, the war between two realms persisted even under the guidance of the Immortal Emperor and the partial efforts of the Heavenly Evil God. The Great Thousand World stopped the extraterrestrial demon's advance, though half of it was turned into a demon realm by the demonic pollution.

The four poles of the Great Thousand World formed a barrier separating the realms.

Powerful Demon Emperors could tear through the world's barrier, launching invasions to weaken the Great Thousand World's power.

Conversely, the Great Thousand World could also attack the demon realm, but various factors kept it on the defensive.

The Western pole hosts the ancient Holy Abyss, a constant frontline guarded by a branch of the Great Thousand Palace. Recently, the Eastern pole saw the rise of the Sword Domain, a new force led by the Green...